Knowing

You know it really isn’t hard to see,

that I love you more than you love me.

Coin Hunters

I see you in my dreams,

sometimes, and when I squint into the ripples,

you shimmer back at me. I dive to find you, but you are nestled,

so comfortably, that I don’t have the heart to try and take you away.

So I leave it, as I should, and I wonder if I might return one day,

and in waking our eyes will meet, perfectly balanced,

I will sigh and shimmer at you, and

you will sparkle back.

The Beautiful Deadness

We looked at the beautiful deadness of it all,

then we quietly and with reverence,

chucked it in the bin.

The Cleaner

 In a mess? Don’t fret my dear,

 I’ll bring the sunshine,

And wipe up your rain.